In this house, we don't celebrate Father's Day or Mother's Day.
Steve and I visit our own parents and buy them gifts for each of those days - that's just what we've always done. But when we became parents ourselves, we opted to ignore Father's Day and Mother's Day.
Firstly, because Abbey is too young to know about it. It just seemed another reason to buy each other presents rather than it having anything to do with our daughter (although I have to admit, I have in the past bought Abbey presents for Father's Day - a cute t-shirt and a book about daddies!). When Abbey's older, if she chooses to make a small gift for us or do something on either of those days, that will be great. If not, that's great too. Either way, we won't expect, or want, expensive presents or a big deal made about it.
Secondly, we didn't feel like we needed a set day for it (whatever 'it' is that we're supposed to do on Father's Day and Mother's Day - I'm not really sure). It just feels a little contrived.
So, today, here's what we'll be doing: Steve will visit his parents, with Abbey, this morning while I'm at a quick seminar at the Melbourne Writers Festival. Then we're all heading to my brother's house this afternoon to catch up with his family, perhaps our other siblings and our parents. It'll be lovely, but it doesn't have to be Father's Day to be that way.